It has been a little disappointing that my ankle has taken so long to fully heal. I’ve tried it out a couple of times.
While out running with Ronin (the first time running since my injury as well as running with him) I was not aware of any soreness until afterward. I let a bit of time pass before I tried again. In the meantime, I focused on my ankle strengthening exercises.
The second time, my run was on the treadmill. I managed to get two sluggish, out of breath, painful miles completed. The pain (only when trying to pick up the pace) was certainly a sign that I need to let more time pass. Being out of breath was a sign that I have lost fitness. Even the heart rate reading (181 beats per minute) confirmed this fact. Although it has always been on the high side, I was disappointed to see it so high at a speed of only 6.5 mph.
I have been reluctant to try again. The cycle bores me to pieces. I mean, it’s one thing to be running and going nowhere, but to pedal and go nowhere is just wrong. It doesn’t even feel natural. In the pool, I can feel my ankle twinge when I do the frog kick (breast stroke). Fortunately, I hate breast stroke, so it isn’t a problem.
After surviving another week of work, I was itching for a little physical activity. The clock read 5:15 PM and I knew that I would not be able to pick up YaYa, and hit the gym on time to try the Master’s Swim class. I wasn’t even sure that I was ready for it. So I was either going to delay the swim for another hour, risking blowing it off altogether, or I would have to come up with another plan.
From the road, I called my pal, Cindy. We agreed to meet up a local park for a walk. I quickly picked up YaYa, went home for the dogs, and we were on our way.
With the sun setting behind us, we made our way along the path. I completely relaxed and enjoyed the conversation.
Correction: I lied. I have to admit that, in the beginning it wasn’t all that relaxing as I was being challenged to a wrestling match with Ronin. It was a little bit before I had him walking along smoothly. After that was achieved, we enjoyed a clear night and great company.
These days, I find that it sure can be challenging to get to that "relaxed" state…even physically challenging.
learning to relax…the hardest lesson